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Standing on the front desk of Chaotian Hall and listening to the raised voice coming from the purple-robed figure in front of him, his eyes couldn't help but flash slightly, when will the proud Jian Mubai also bow down, although he only leaned forward slightly, it was surprising enough, and it could be seen that Jian Mubai did have respect for the one in the hall, and what he said was...... Master?

Purple Sun?

There are seven people in Wudang Purple Generation, and Ziyang is respected! The first person in Wudang!

Unlike Jian Mubai's identity of just suppressing the player, Ziyang can be said to be the first person in the real sense of Wudang without a real person!

Although he was a little surprised, he was not surprised, with the status of Jian Mubai's performance, it was indeed normal for him to worship Ziyang as a teacher, otherwise there would not be so many people supporting him, and even these people included the aborigines, Qingfeng and Mingyue seemed to have regarded Jian Mubai as the next head of Wushi!

However, it is expected to be expected, but after really knowing that Jian Mubai worships Ziyang as his teacher, he still can't help but admire Jian Mubai's good luck, and it takes more than luck to worship under Ziyang, but after knowing a little about Jian Mubai, he is indeed a little curious about this contemporary master of Wudang, Ziyang can not only be respected by Jian Mubai, who is more ambitious than the sky, but also able to rank Wudang, who has only three generations of disciples, in the absence of Zhang Zhenren, to be ranked in the top three of the eight sects, which is enough to prove Ziyang's ability!

"Come in....."

The tone of the voice is still inexhaustible, but there is an indescribable strangeness, as if he is looking down on the world, and as if he is lamenting the world, just one sentence can give people a feeling similar to detachment!

When the sound fell, Jian Mubai didn't look back, but bowed slightly and straightened up again, still so upright, it seemed that he had never bent down, and nothing could shake it, not even the one in the hall, and after a slight pause, he stepped over the threshold of the hall first.

Seeing Jian Mubai's movements, he couldn't help but glance at Senior Sister Kexin and wanted to subconsciously remind her, but coincidentally, Senior Sister Kexin also raised her little face slightly, and it seemed that she was affected by Jian Mubai, and Senior Sister Kexin, who was still coquettish, was as well-behaved as a kitten at the moment, and she looked a little hesitant.

Senior Sister Ke Xin's hesitation shook her head lightly in her eyes and didn't say anything more, Jian Mubai may just be unattainable in the eyes of those players, but they don't know that they can't even give birth to the idea of letting Jian Mubai use his gaze in Jian Mubai's eyes, it is simply empty, but Jian Mubai really shows momentum to Senior Sister Ke Xin, it is difficult for people to refuse or even have the domineering idea of refusal, which is clear when they are with Senior Sister Ke Xin.

But this doesn't mean that I can help Senior Sister Ke Xin anything, speaking of which, between Jian Mubai and me, I am an outsider, Jian Mubai at least has the identity of a future brother-in-law, so it is impossible to say anything, but Senior Sister Ke Xin did not consider the problem of Jian Mubai when she came to Zixiao Palace, but she still came, no matter what her thoughts were, I couldn't really look at Senior Sister Ke Xin, let alone leave her alone to go in with Jian Mubai.

The thought turned, and he immediately raised his hand and touched Senior Sister Kexin's head through the velvet hood, and then nodded his gaze at Xiaomei, and then raised it one step ahead and stepped towards the figure of Jian Mubai, who had already stepped into the main hall.

"Smack...."

As soon as they crossed the threshold of the main hall, in the corner of their eyes, Senior Sister Kexin and Xiaomei's figures also followed, and when they saw this, they immediately suppressed the thoughts in their hearts, and their eyes immediately raised and looked into the hall.

There are no tables and chairs, only an offering table is placed under the statue of Sanqing, and there is nothing superfluous in the Chaotian Hall of Nuoda, but it just gives people a feeling that it is not empty, it seems to be full of something, and it is just an instant that the eyes are attracted by a place, or a person is attracted to the past!

A back, a back in a purple uniform!

The back of the robe is not gorgeous, but the same purple, Jian Mubai, who previously felt that it was eye-catching, looked a little gloomy in front of the back of this purple-clothed robe, not glamorous or not, but a feeling, as if looking at the past, he would subconsciously be attracted by it, and even felt that the most eye-catching thing in this hall was not the tall and solemn Sanqing statue, but this purple back!

Ziyang!

Although the back did not turn around, a name still flashed subconsciously in his mind, the back looked very tall, slightly bowed, but it did not give people a feeling of old age, and on the contrary, it seemed that nothing could be difficult to live in front of this body, and it felt extremely contradictory.

"Is it Yang Xiaoshi's nephew?"

The back of the purple cloth did not turn, but suddenly an old voice was clearly swinging in the hall, although it was a question, but it was mixed with determination, and as the words fell, the purple-clothed Taoist who was facing the Sanqing statue also turned around.

Well?

Looking at the Taoist who turned around and suspected of being Ziyang, he was stunned for a moment, and then he couldn't stop being surprised in his heart, he didn't feel it when he looked at the back before, but now he looked at the front but it was really a little unexpected, this Ziyang Daoist was much bigger than he imagined, and he could even be said to be old!

Looking at the back, I just thought that Ziyang was the same age as Senior Brother Tiance, but when I really saw the front of Ziyang Zhangjiao, I found that Ziyang was definitely the same generation as Grandma Tang Feng, although I couldn't see the specifics, and Ziyang didn't look old, but the kind of thing that was invisibly manifested between breathing and breathing couldn't be faked at all!

Although he was surprised, he had no doubts about the way of looking and hearing that came out of the hands of Wang Lao, the great poisoner, except for the fact that he had not been verified by the palace master and was still a mystery, no one else was without exception, but it also proved that the realm of Ziyang and Grandma Tang Feng should not be as good as the palace master.....

Ziyang, who turned around, couldn't see the realm, couldn't see the threat, he really looked at Senior Sister Kexin like an ordinary old man, there was no such eye-catching surprise as when he gave people backs, his long eyebrows trembled slightly, and he could see that Ziyang seemed to be laughing, and it lasted for a while, Ziyang suddenly stroked the long beard under his chin, "Naturally, do nothing and do nothing, Ziyang has accepted a good apprentice....."

Suddenly hearing Ziyang speak, the surprise in Jian Mubai's eyes, who was standing on Ziyang's side, flashed away, and Senior Sister Ke Xin, who was showing herself well-behaved, was stunned for a moment, and then a pair of big eyes suddenly bent up, "Hehe, Ke Xin thanks the head of the sect for praise!" ”

It was not surprising to see Senior Sister Ke Xin's reaction to Ziyang, but the light smile between the corners of her eyebrows deepened a little, and after glancing at Senior Sister Ke Xin with satisfaction, she turned her eyes lightly and said with a slow smile: "This girl doesn't seem to be a disciple of Wudang, but she should be a person she taught..... Indeed, it is worthy of genius. ”

She taught? Genius? Hearing Ziyang speak, he couldn't help but tremble in his heart.